Especially today after having a nice long nightly chat with my dear Berlin I feel the gap Adna sings about.
The rain is pouring litterly out of the sky this morning and I try to avoid the void. I want to stay on the road, my adventure, this life. I must go on, but on days like this I need a horizon...
I wonder how a gap can feel this much
How a gap can feel like something this big
How it multiplies in my veins
And in my blood and home
And trigger itself in my thoughts
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I wonder how a gap can feel this much
How a gap can feel like something this big
How it multiplies in my veins
And in my blood and home
And trigger itself in my thoughts
I'd like to be your
Beautiful hell
Your beautiful hell
I'd like to be your
Beautiful hell
Your beautiful hell
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